I’m sorry to break the news to you. You just aren’t my first priority. I know, I tell my kids to keep their word. I know I said the second post on puberty would be up today. I promise I have learned my lesson. (Stop teasing me for sounding like my kids!) No more statements about when the follow up post will be published unless it is completely finished (hopefully tomorrow). I wish I was always a person of my word. But we have Christ. And His grace. We don’t have to be perfect at everything we do. I will rest knowing I did the right thing even if I broke my word. Honestly, I don’t regret this. Napping with my 9-year-old while she slept was sweet. She did have a fever. She flung her arm around my neck and rested her head on my chest. I was smitten, unable to move. So I stayed to relish the moment, wondering if there would ever be another time when she slept on me. And you, dear Blog, for all the therapy you provide, are not growing up and moving independently into the world bit by bit. There are so few years left to snuggle and nap. And to your readers, Blog, tell them I’m sorry.